When the wind whispers

when the wind whispers

When the wind whispers

within my mind

I shall always heed

need not be

in a rush

to accompany

all thoughts swirling about

trying to distinguish

which ones to hush.

This morning is breathing

snowflakes

but they seem to be dissolving

before I can capture them

in a beautiful setting

one that would show per chance

what I behold

as wind creates the romance

within my mind.

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